In highschool I was never insecure because I never compared myself.

You best believe there was tons of girls who’ve got full-swagger and style whenever they did a hair flip. LOL. On the real now though, it’s hella true.

People talked so much shit about me. It pissed me off more when they talked so much bullshit about my friends or my ‘friends’.

Girls would hate so bad on my ass like it ain’t shit. Messaging me on facebook saying “oh man, you’re such a slut! stop acting so stuck up or ill murder you.”

I didn’t really give a fuck SINCE I don’t talk to this girl at school or talk about her friends, let alone look at her or her friends.

I’m still as confident as hell. It isn’t the makeup, or the clothes, or the hair-style that stands out since no one really had it in my school (except brandy, but she has a mohawk.) and a girl who’s on drugs and is in grade ten, and she’s 18. I laughed so hard when I heard her say that! “Want some weed?” She says. “No.”
I say. “Next time, you will kick it with us and we’ll do some weed!”

I made a lot of friends but they all left after a week because of them dirty fucking rumors. It’s okay, though, because I give rats shit about them.

Only what’s real didn’t leave. It was mostly the old kids, but that’s also okay because they’re finer than those girls and guys. SMH.